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Published at 31st of August 2022 09:15:28 AM


Chapter 25

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Amidst the consternation, the Judgment Elder closed his eyes again and calmly inserted his hands into his cuffs.

One of the pearl mussels seemed to sense something. The two thick and hard shells slowly opened a slit in the middle, revealing the eyes of little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran.

"The array is gone?" Zhao Ran muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other four mussel shells opened one after another.

Five Immortal Ropes, Eighteen Swords, Qiankun Ruler... all flew out!

The whole arena was amazed.

"Re-arrange the formation!" Tiegang Peak's Ji Tuo's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly shouted.

His double hammers flew up and were about to hit the five of them on the head. He also threw the sand table with one hand.

But before he could hit anything, the Five Immortal Ropes, the Eighteen Swords... all flew back into the mussels in an instant, and the five mussels closed tightly again.

Jituo's double hammers immediately hit the tightly closed clamshell. Everyone could clearly see that his golden core hammer left no trace on the pearl-colored shell.

Ji Tuo: ...

After the shock, the third-rank killing formation had already started again, covering the five mussel shells with sand.

Once again, the yellow sand filled the air, obscuring everyone's sight. The breath of the five people from Zhiqiong Peak disappeared again.

"This... so, they are not injured or killed but have been hiding in those defensive magic weapons?"

"Those are at least a third-grade magic weapon, right?"

"Heaven, how many treasures are there in Zhiqiong Peak!"

Exclamations sounded one after another as if they were blunt knives cutting Ji Tuo's flesh. He stared at the crowd at Zhiqiong Peak's defending seat, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

"Okay, let's see who can last longer! Am I, a Golden Core, not as good as you? Is our killing formation not as good as your magic weapon?"

He immediately burst his aura, urging a steady stream of spiritual energy into the killing formation.

After half a stick of incense.

The ring was full of the raging wind. The stones on the ground were riddled with holes, and the bricks were cut as deep as an inch.

The disciple onlookers with low cultivation bases have stepped back.

Even with the care of the ruling elders, the stones around the arena were still ground into ashes. It burst out of the stage and splashed onto the onlookers' robes.

Although it was just a few pieces of rock, they still felt the murderous aura.

If they stand too close, their flesh will be cut.

...

After most of the incense stick was gone, Ji Tuo's forehead was sweating, and the other disciples trembled slightly.

They were almost exhausted.

They thought that the defensive magic weapon of Zhiqiong Peak will definitely not be able to hold up.

However, the five pearl mussels have not changed on the opposite side. Even their positions have not been moved.

Another pearl mussel opened. "Is it over again?"1

Ji Tuo: ...

Audience: ...

The Judgment Elder's eyebrows and eyes twitched, but soon he closed his eyes again. His nose snorted, but he didn't say anything.

The opened pearl mussel snapped shut.

Ji Tuo: "..."

Audience: "..."

The Judgment Elder looked at Zhiqiong Peak's seat. His Nascent Soul consciousness swept over them one by one. Finally, he moved his suspicion from the wheelchair-bound, Wei Zhao, to the calm and relaxed Qi Refining peak leader, Su Yu.

A look of confusion flashed across his face, but it disappeared quickly.

The formation started again—then stopped, and the clams opened—started again—stopped again, and the clams opened...

But the pearl mussels still stood there, untouched and completely fine...

The pearl mussels did not waver at all. Even when it was slashed and hammered, the pearly light on the mussel shells did not dim.

"Zhiqiong Peak - Victory."

Ji Tuo was about to grit his teeth, swing his hammers, and rush over again, but the elder's sleeves fluttered, separating him from Zhiqiong Peak's side.

He was startled.

Everyone was stunned.

They looked at the incense burner, and it suddenly dawned on them that the incense stick had already burned out.

"Impossible... The third-rank killing formation, worth 100,000 spirit stones... How can it be useless?"

Ji Tuo's face was panicked, and he couldn't believe it.

The ruling elder did not say a word and swung them off the ring. "The challengers failed. Leave quickly!"

Before a Nascent Soul cultivator, Ji Tuo was unable to resist at all. His body trembled.

Suddenly, there was a loud scream, full of anger and rage.

"It's over. He got heart demons."

"Hey, it's too embarrassing to lose. He lost to Xiao Muge ten years ago and to Xiao Muge's junior brothers and sisters ten years later!"

Sympathy.

When they looked back at the five pearly mussels, they were still standing on the ring, making people speechless for a while.

The corners of the elder's eyebrows twitched, "Zhiqiong peak. Zhiqiong peak!"

He shouted twice and used the power of his Nascent Soul to finally make them move.

"Finally over?"

Only then did Hang Wan'er show her rosy and shiny face.

Their aura and spiritual consciousness are at their peak. There is no sign of loss.

Soon she figured it out under the impatient gaze of the ruling elder. She shrank her neck, and her Five Immortal Rope hurriedly flew out and knocked on the other four pearly mussels.

"Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, Sixteenth and Eighteenth, come out. We won."

Everyone: "..."

The four pearly mussels opened slowly, and the four people from Zhiqiong Peak walked out unharmed.

Among them, Zhao Ran, who was ranked sixteenth, looked left and right. His forehead was sweating profusely, and he stumbled as he walked out.

Finally, someone from Zhiqiong Peak can be considered exhausted from controlling this magic weapon.

Tiegang Peak's sorrowful eyes became much smoother, and the onlookers were also relieved.

But Zhao Ran quickly sighed to Yan Yan, "It's finally over. It was still a little stuffy in this shell. I could only pass messages to my brother and sister with jade slips. It's quite laborious to communicate inside."

Everyone: "..."

Tiegang Peak fought to the death, and their formation was laborious and consuming spiritual stones, but the five people from Zhiqiong Peak were still chatting inside the clamshell!

Ji Tuo's whistling full of anger stopped abruptly, and people around him trembled.

"Brother Zhao, how come I heard that you were going to move away from your peak and are going to abstain?" An onlooker who knew Zhao Ran immediately went to gossip.

Zhao Ran took a step back and shyly touched the back of his head. "No."

"Then why did you guys make so much noise at noon? We thought you were moving."

Someone shouted. "When you arrived, didn't you sweat profusely because you were packing your bags?"

Zhao Ran sighed and looked at Yu Dong beside him resentfully. "It's all Fifth Senior Brother's fault."

Yu Dong: "..."

"We got these clamshell magic weapons, so he asked us to attack him with all our strength, and everyone was exhausted."

Everyone was stunned.

It turned out the noisy clanging noise that they mistaken for moving noise was just them trying their new defensive weapon, which made many disciples were tired and sweaty when they came.

'This clamshell can withstand the attack of everyone in Zhiqiong Peak?'

"So that's the case. It seems that you haven't gotten the magic weapon for a long time, so you have to try it."

Zhao Ran was also a little embarrassed and immediately replied cautiously. "It's okay. We just got it today."

"Pfft—" Ji Tuo spewed a spurt of blood from his mouth, and his face became pale like paper.

In the arena, Yu Dong suddenly slapped Zhao Ran. The five immediately accelerated their pace and quickly returned to Zhiqiong Peak's seat.

Vomiting blood has nothing to do with them.

Don't try to sue them!

They didn't even move their hands!1

When they got into their seats, they looked at Su Yu with admiration.

Even Yu Dong now looked at Su Yu like he was looking at a monster he never knew before.

This third-grade defensive spiritual treasure called the Explosive Clam Armor can resist an attack from the peak of the Golden Core.

If the attacker is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, it can resist three full attacks. If the attacker is in the early stage of Golden Core, it can resist... for a stick of incense time.

A stick of incense time just happened to allow them to survive this arena.

Yu Dong looked at a faint crack that had already appeared on the inside of the clam armor in his spatial storage bag. Blood was dripping in his heart, but his expression was subtle.

'Is this all calculated?'

A stick of incense just happens to be the time limit of the competition.

What a terrible refining ability.

Just standing inside this Explosive Clam Armor, although they can't see anything, they can feel the killer move that is constantly attacking them from the outside. However, they were not hurt at all.

It could protect them for one stick of incense. The only side effect is-

Yu Dong touched his Dantian with a wry smile. Inside the clam was bursting with an umami smell. It really made one's lips and teeth salivate. The hunger in his belly could not be relieved by eating a single Bigu pill.

What a pain!

"Second Senior Sister, this is really useful." As soon as Hang Wan'er sat down, she couldn't help but approach Su Yu in admiration.

Su Yu turned over a page of the monster encyclopedia.

'It's nothing. It's all ingredients given by nature.'

She squeezed her itchy left and right hands together, rubbed her fingers together, and raised her eyes before responding, "It's normal."

The finished product of stir-fried clams is not edible and is not very useful for her kitchen. She is not really interested in it.

Everyone from Zhiqiong Peak gasped.

The third-grade magic weapon that can restrain the killing formation is probably worth far more than 100,000 spirit stones.

She made six sets at once.

'Normal?'

"This magical weapon is called the Exploding Clam Armor. I have included it in the peak's exchange table. After the big competition, if Second Senior Sister still has time to refine it, the daily borrowing will require 100 peak contribution points."

Wei Zhao said solemnly, "If you want to buy it, a disciple needs to contribute 50,000 contribution points in exchange for one. Second sister is kind. The price inside the peak is half lower than outside the peak. Brothers and sisters, practice hard and contribute more to our peak."

Su Yu nodded, "Today's performance is good. The five people in the ring have won a few games, so each of you will be given 100 contribution points. Especially Sixth Junior Brother's excellent Guiyi Swordsmanship and Seventh Junior Sister's Five Immortal Ropes. You two will be given an extra three hundred points."

The disciples who had longed for a magic weapon suddenly widened their eyes.

"Next challenger, get ready."

The bell-like voice of the ruling elder interrupted their thoughts.

The five group members of Zhiqiong Peak suddenly lit up.

'Contribution points, here we go!'

'Win a few more games. I can exchange a magic weapon.'

But Yu Dong and others watched the ring for a long time, and there was not a single peak in the ring.

"Challenger, come up quickly?" The ruling elder was displeased.

There was silence under the arena and some inaudible sounds from different corners.

"Elder, Ronghua Peak wants to give up the challenge. We will challenge the eleventh place of the third-rank peak instead, is it okay?"

"Yuanming Peak, give up the challenge."

"Luxue Peak, give up..."

"Guran Peak, forfeit the challenge..."

Various peaks without rank replied.

Then many of them hurried toward the wooden ladder in the tower and left quickly.

They all abstained.

They thought that there was no Golden Core cultivator in Zhiqiong Peak. As long as they had a golden core, they would have a bit of a chance of winning. However, looking at the battles so far, challenging Zhiqiong Peak is really a joke.

They have a third-grade defensive magic weapon that can resist attacks from someone below the middle stage of Golden Core. How can they challenge them?

This change made the five members of Zhiqiong Peak anxious.

'Why not challenge us!'

'What about our contribution points?'1

Hang Wan'er has always hated male cultivators, but at this moment, she couldn't help but stop a person who was leaving. "This junior brother, don't leave. Come and fight."

"Yes." Yan Yan, who cherished words like gold, also said a word.

Yu Dong's tongue is more eloquent than these two. "It won't be troublesome to fight. Once we finish, you can go to other floors to challenge other peaks without delay. Comparing skills and fighting can increase the understanding of various exercises. Maybe after our fight, you might realize something?"

The peak leader who was just abstaining: "?"

'Realize what?'

'Realize that we were hitting mussels with eggs?'

'Do you want to humiliate us publicly, just like you humiliated Tiegang Peak?'

"Ah, why are you leaving in a hurry?" The five people from Zhiqiong Peak sighed regretfully.

The onlookers watched and couldn't help but cover their faces.

This Zhiqiong Peak is really a bit annoying now.

"I ask again. Are there any more challengers to Zhiqiong Peak?!"

The Judgment Elder glanced around in awe.

"Do you think registration is a child's play? In this arena, there are more than ten battles in one day. If no one comes up today, this seat will directly announce that Zhiqiong Peak has successfully defended its title this year and will be awarded the third-rank qualification.

The audience was stunned.

A total of fifty-eight peaks signed up for the challenge, but the result was that it was over in only the sixth game?

"Senior brother, go to the third floor. Yunwu Peak has to challenge Zhiqiong Peak. The elders are waiting for us!"

Yunwu Peak's Xu Meng, with a big sword, was watching Chen Shuxin's battle when a disciple rushed toward him.

Xu Meng was stunned. He only regained his senses after half a minute, "Tiegang Peak... lost?"

"Yes, they have a defence magic weapon."

Xu Meng: "..."

'Is Xiao Muge crazy?'

He always talked about following the way of heaven. Is this way the natural way? For his younger brothers and sisters, all sorts of treasures and magic weapons appeared endlessly every day.

Xu Meng was suddenly full of energy. When he met a strong opponent, his fighting spirit was high.

But he quickly gritted his teeth and restrained himself. "We will challenge them on the third day."

On the last day, you don't have to fight a lot. You can directly get the third-level peak qualification if you win.

Their Yunwu Peak can leave a dazzling stroke in the whole sect in the most eye-catching way. If he is fortunate enough to be seen by the elders, he might have a chance of winning the quota for the exchange with Tiansheng Academy.

But his younger brother was about to cry. "No one challenged them anymore. They all abstained. The ruling elder was furious and said that if no one dared to come, he would directly announce Zhiqiong Peak as a winner and they could keep their third-class seat."

Xu Meng: ...

Su Yu drank tea slowly, but heard little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran, exclaim in surprise.

"No, my clam is broken!"

He is only at the Qi Refining stage. To resist the attack of a golden core, the damage to his defensive magic weapon was even greater.

Yu Dong was afraid. So lucky. Just a little bit longer, and Little Sixteenth might be injured.

However, why is the smell even stronger than when they used the magic weapon?

Yu Dong was surprised when he saw Zhao Ran take out the broken clam shell from his storage bag.

The clam shell that was as big as a forehead has lost its brilliance.

"Hey, Second Senior Sister's magic weapon is broken, but there seems to be something inside."

Yu Dong was stunned.

Su Yu also looked up and was stunned for a moment.

They saw Zhao Ran reach out and pick up a piece of broken clamshell, revealing the stir-fried clam meat that was shrunk by twenty percent. However, the meat is still full, tender but covered with oil, with red dots of cornel pieces on it, and accompanied by green onions.

As soon as Zhao Ran moved, the soft and tender clam meat filled with the fragrant aroma also shook, dripping three-thirds of the onion-flavored and spicy juice.

'What's going on?'

'The magic weapon is damaged. But how did it become like this?'

Everyone looked at Su Yu in surprise.

Su Yu's forehead twitched.

"Cough."

"Senior sister has long expected that when this clam armor is broken, you must be going through a very hard battle. It would be difficult to persevere. So senior sister hid a little meaning in it. If you don't persevere, you will be caught. You will end up—just like this clam. The flesh was cooked into a dish and eaten in one bite."

Su Yu raised her head and sighed, "Do you understand?"

You can avoid humiliation and disaster by cheering up and turning defeat into victory.

Second Senior Sister actually hid an inspiration for them in this treasure.

What an ingenious idea.

Especially Yu Dong. He firmly believes that cultivating immortals will result in death. He just wanted to live a leisurely life, but at this moment, he was hit by these words.

He looked at the soft and tender clam meat that was steaming and fragrant.

'If you don't work hard, you will die!'

'You will become a fish on the chopping board!'

He shuddered.

Su Yu felt that the thickness of her face had progressed from the thickness of a pot-sticker to the thickness of braised pork.

She took out a few pairs of chopsticks from her storage bag.

"You share it together, so you can take a good look at the misery of this plate of clam and take it as a warning."

Everyone is afraid.

Yu Dong took a deep breath and summoned his courage to drag out a piece of clam meat covered with oily juice, shallots, and dogwood florets.

He closed his eyes and swallowed.

Pursuing cultivation is death, but not pursuing is also death.

What is he going to do?

But for a moment, the juice hanging from the clam meat touched the tip of his tongue. The spicy and salty aroma attacked him, making him shudder fiercely.

'It's... awesome.'

He took a bite, and more fresh juice splashed from the soft tender clam meat. It bounced between his teeth, bounced on his upper jaw, and into his throat.

Tender yet chewy.

Spicy yet delicious.

The chewier it is, the fresher the clams become. Even the scallion, the spice, and heat cannot suppress it.

This seems to be the last stubbornness of the second-grade demon clam.

Yu Dong closed his eyes. The spicy taste in his mouth revolved, and the aftertaste did not disappear.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were a little shakier.

If he practices until the end... maybe he will die.

But if he doesn't practice, his strength is weak, and he will definitely die.

"After this competition today, I will definitely keep in mind the teachings of Second Sister," Zhao Ran stood up with his sword in his arms. "Thank you, sister, for advising me with your magic weapon."

"I will remember your teaching!" Everyone hurriedly followed.

Yu Dong clenched his fists.

"Good."

Su Yu nodded in relief, but a layer of goose bumps sneaked on the back of her neck.

And when she was about to look down at the monster encyclopedia, to hide her embarrassment...

A graceful figure hurriedly flew into the ring from outside the tower.

He has clear eyes and thin stature but holding a palm wood guqin.

"Second Senior Sister, I'm late!"




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